TITLE: Candidates for Power.
RATING: PG
KEYWORDS: HP/SM - SM/HP
PAIRINGS: Read and find out.
SUMMARY: What if Albus calls in an old favour? One wizard can gain power necessary to fight and weaken Voldemort and the Death Eaters. Who will it be?
AUTHOR: Sarhea
EMAIL: sarhea2020@yahoo.com
DISCLAIMER: Major characters in this story are owned by their respective creators/companies. I do not make money off writing!!
NOTE: Post OotP. Things aren't going so well.
NOTE: Usagi and Mamoru break up after Galaxia when she comes into her full powers.
I've made Usagi more mature and educated.
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The Room of Requirement
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The students were slightly startled as they entered the Room. It had rearranged into a huge vaulted room with a domed glass roof that framed the night sky and crescent moon. A single high back arm chair made of silver beechwood and covered with royal blue brocade upholstery sat on a dais at the front of the room under the moonlight. A carved table stood nearby with piles of Muggle-style folders resting on its glass-topped surface. Below the dais was a table in the shape of a horse shoe with enough seats for the invited wizards, the Candidates. Behind them were chairs for non-Candidates.
A tall slim woman with dusky bronze skin, secretive red-brown eyes and long green-black hair emerged from behind a curtain veiling an archway. She was dressed in a lilac muggle style business suit with a cream blouse and black high heels under unbuttoned emerald green robes. Instead of a wand she carried a staff in the shape of a key with a glowing red orb pulsating at its head. Her expression and aura spoke of experience and wisdom; power restrained.
She was followed by a beautiful young woman with creamy skin, bright blue eyes and gold blonde hair arranged in two ponytails flowing from two buns on each side of her head. Her shapely figure was clad in Muggle style stone-washed jeans and a long sleeved navy blue silk blouse and black oxford shoes. Over that she wore a sleeveless tunic-style robe with split sides made of iridescent dove gray silk shot with shades of green, blue, purple and pink. She radiated an aura of serenity and power and love that conflicted with the frown on her face.
The older woman tapped the heel of the staff on the marble sheathed dais. Silence fell.
"My name is Setsuna Meiou. Albus may have told you I helped him with Grindelwald. I am forbidden to provide aid against Voldemort so I asked a friend to help you instead."
The blonde frowned. "I am here under protest and against my better judgment. I have been through a great deal in the past few years fighting and scraping old plans and wrecking Master Plans of Destiny." She bit the words acidly.
"You do not have to be here Usagi. I could have taken care of things myself." Setsuna Meiou commented neutrally.
"And let you run around playing more of your games?" The blonde shook her head. "No, I don't think so. You broke the Rules Setsuna." Her voice was cultured with an exotic accent. "You should be grateful I have simply sealed the Gates against travellers and not stripped you of your powers."
Several individuals shifted uneasily at the idea this young woman could bind the powers of an older individual.
Setsuna bowed her head. "I did what I thought was best Serenity-sama."
Usagi smiled sadly. "And the path to hell is paved with good intentions." She replied before glancing around the crowd. "Would the Senshi of Time make introductions?" She spoke in ringing formal tones.
"Of course." Setsuna turned to the crowd. "Would the Candidates step forward and state his name?"
"Xion Shu. Mediwizard. Expertise, curses." A slim Oriental man with a fine mandarin beard and whiskers in red brocade robes sat down.
"Akito Hiroshi. Potion Master. Researcher in Blood magic." A Japanese man with black hair in a grey kimono and black hakama bowed and sat down.
"Karim Rashid. Unspeakable for the Arabian Ministry. Champion duelist." An Arab with hawkish features, gold skin, black hair and a fierce expression.
"Henri Royeux. Auror for the French Ministry. Drumstrang graduate."
"Stefano Rossinto. Judge for the Italian Ministry. Beaubaxton graduate."
"Bill Weasley. Curse breaker for Gringotts. Gryffindor graduate of Hogwarts."
"Remus Lupin. Gryffindor graduate of Hogwarts. Werewolf. Field agent for the Order of the Phoenix."
"Severus Snape. Potion Master. Slytherin graduate of Hogwarts. Ex-Death Eater. Spy for the Order of the Phoenix."
"Draco Malfoy. Slytherin student at Hogwarts."
"Blaise Zabini. Slytherin student at Hogwarts."
"Harry Potter. Gryffindor student at Hogwarts."
"Ronald Weasley. Gryffindor student at Hogwarts."
The blonde, Serenity, frowned. She looked at Dumbledore who took a seat near the front of the audience chairs.
"Albus, I asked for a few candidates, at most five! Not a dozen."
The Headmaster shrugged. "It is up to you to select who you believe is best Usagi."
Usagi Tsukino, Serenity, glanced at Setsuna Meiou. "At least you offer me a choice of candidates unlike some others I know." She commented acidly. The dusky skinned woman blushed.
Usagi shrugged and made a brief gesture cupping her right hand. A point of light formed in it and faded to reveal a crystal orb shining with power, resonating with pure energy. Several wizards reflexively pulled out their wands before sheepishly putting them away at her acid glance.
Severus Snape was intrigued at the power this child held and the brusque manner in which she treated others which conflicted with the aura of love and serenity about her.
She sat down in the single chair and waved away the other woman who vanished behind a curtain.
Usagi sighed as she went through the folders scanning personal biographies of the candidates marshalling her nerves. When she looked up and swept her eyes over the horseshoe table all uncertainty had vanished leaving just the Princess.
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TBC...
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Please read and review. (sarhea2020@yahoo.com)
Raves and constructive criticism please.
Flames will be ignored.
Cheers!
Sarhea
RATING: PG
KEYWORDS: HP/SM - SM/HP
PAIRINGS: Read and find out.
SUMMARY: What if Albus calls in an old favour? One wizard can gain power necessary to fight and weaken Voldemort and the Death Eaters. Who will it be?
AUTHOR: Sarhea
EMAIL: sarhea2020@yahoo.com
DISCLAIMER: Major characters in this story are owned by their respective creators/companies. I do not make money off writing!!
NOTE: Post OotP. Things aren't going so well.
NOTE: Usagi and Mamoru break up after Galaxia when she comes into her full powers.
I've made Usagi more mature and educated.
============================================================
The Room of Requirement
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The students were slightly startled as they entered the Room. It had rearranged into a huge vaulted room with a domed glass roof that framed the night sky and crescent moon. A single high back arm chair made of silver beechwood and covered with royal blue brocade upholstery sat on a dais at the front of the room under the moonlight. A carved table stood nearby with piles of Muggle-style folders resting on its glass-topped surface. Below the dais was a table in the shape of a horse shoe with enough seats for the invited wizards, the Candidates. Behind them were chairs for non-Candidates.
A tall slim woman with dusky bronze skin, secretive red-brown eyes and long green-black hair emerged from behind a curtain veiling an archway. She was dressed in a lilac muggle style business suit with a cream blouse and black high heels under unbuttoned emerald green robes. Instead of a wand she carried a staff in the shape of a key with a glowing red orb pulsating at its head. Her expression and aura spoke of experience and wisdom; power restrained.
She was followed by a beautiful young woman with creamy skin, bright blue eyes and gold blonde hair arranged in two ponytails flowing from two buns on each side of her head. Her shapely figure was clad in Muggle style stone-washed jeans and a long sleeved navy blue silk blouse and black oxford shoes. Over that she wore a sleeveless tunic-style robe with split sides made of iridescent dove gray silk shot with shades of green, blue, purple and pink. She radiated an aura of serenity and power and love that conflicted with the frown on her face.
The older woman tapped the heel of the staff on the marble sheathed dais. Silence fell.
"My name is Setsuna Meiou. Albus may have told you I helped him with Grindelwald. I am forbidden to provide aid against Voldemort so I asked a friend to help you instead."
The blonde frowned. "I am here under protest and against my better judgment. I have been through a great deal in the past few years fighting and scraping old plans and wrecking Master Plans of Destiny." She bit the words acidly.
"You do not have to be here Usagi. I could have taken care of things myself." Setsuna Meiou commented neutrally.
"And let you run around playing more of your games?" The blonde shook her head. "No, I don't think so. You broke the Rules Setsuna." Her voice was cultured with an exotic accent. "You should be grateful I have simply sealed the Gates against travellers and not stripped you of your powers."
Several individuals shifted uneasily at the idea this young woman could bind the powers of an older individual.
Setsuna bowed her head. "I did what I thought was best Serenity-sama."
Usagi smiled sadly. "And the path to hell is paved with good intentions." She replied before glancing around the crowd. "Would the Senshi of Time make introductions?" She spoke in ringing formal tones.
"Of course." Setsuna turned to the crowd. "Would the Candidates step forward and state his name?"
"Xion Shu. Mediwizard. Expertise, curses." A slim Oriental man with a fine mandarin beard and whiskers in red brocade robes sat down.
"Akito Hiroshi. Potion Master. Researcher in Blood magic." A Japanese man with black hair in a grey kimono and black hakama bowed and sat down.
"Karim Rashid. Unspeakable for the Arabian Ministry. Champion duelist." An Arab with hawkish features, gold skin, black hair and a fierce expression.
"Henri Royeux. Auror for the French Ministry. Drumstrang graduate."
"Stefano Rossinto. Judge for the Italian Ministry. Beaubaxton graduate."
"Bill Weasley. Curse breaker for Gringotts. Gryffindor graduate of Hogwarts."
"Remus Lupin. Gryffindor graduate of Hogwarts. Werewolf. Field agent for the Order of the Phoenix."
"Severus Snape. Potion Master. Slytherin graduate of Hogwarts. Ex-Death Eater. Spy for the Order of the Phoenix."
"Draco Malfoy. Slytherin student at Hogwarts."
"Blaise Zabini. Slytherin student at Hogwarts."
"Harry Potter. Gryffindor student at Hogwarts."
"Ronald Weasley. Gryffindor student at Hogwarts."
The blonde, Serenity, frowned. She looked at Dumbledore who took a seat near the front of the audience chairs.
"Albus, I asked for a few candidates, at most five! Not a dozen."
The Headmaster shrugged. "It is up to you to select who you believe is best Usagi."
Usagi Tsukino, Serenity, glanced at Setsuna Meiou. "At least you offer me a choice of candidates unlike some others I know." She commented acidly. The dusky skinned woman blushed.
Usagi shrugged and made a brief gesture cupping her right hand. A point of light formed in it and faded to reveal a crystal orb shining with power, resonating with pure energy. Several wizards reflexively pulled out their wands before sheepishly putting them away at her acid glance.
Severus Snape was intrigued at the power this child held and the brusque manner in which she treated others which conflicted with the aura of love and serenity about her.
She sat down in the single chair and waved away the other woman who vanished behind a curtain.
Usagi sighed as she went through the folders scanning personal biographies of the candidates marshalling her nerves. When she looked up and swept her eyes over the horseshoe table all uncertainty had vanished leaving just the Princess.
* ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ *
TBC...
============================================================
Please read and review. (sarhea2020@yahoo.com)
Raves and constructive criticism please.
Flames will be ignored.
Cheers!
Sarhea